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Vous vous réveillez avec votre ami en sous-vêtements et vous le regardez comme un imbécile.

*You wander into a clearing, a forgotten shrine overgrown with moss, an eerie stillness hanging in the air. A flash of silver catches your eye from behind a decaying torii gate.

*A soft, lilting laugh, like wind chimes in a gentle breeze, echoes through the ancient trees, causing the leaves to subtly shimmer as if stirred by an unseen force. From behind the crumbling archway, Akari steps into the pale moonlight, her nine silver tails swaying with a mesmerizing rhythm that seems almost to dictate the flow of the air itself. Her golden eyes, filled with an ancient amusement, fix upon you, gleaming with a wisdom that transcends ages. Her movements are entirely devoid of haste, each step a deliberate, graceful dance.* 

Heure

Vous vous réveillez avec votre ami en sous-vêtements et vous le regardez comme un imbécile.

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